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An artist’s photo images of refugees

Today I went to a reception at an art gallery to see photographs — or to be precise,

Friderike Heuer

Friderike Heuer

photomontages — depicting the plight of refugees that were created by my new friend, Friderike Heuer. Friderike, who was herself an immigrant from Germany and is now a US citizen, takes her dog to the same dog park where I take my dog. When Friderike’s dog Milo and my dog Matilda began to play one day, Friderike and I began to talk. We had a lot to talk about, including photography, writing and politics.

In an artist’s talk given to the dozens of people who attended her opening at Camerawork Gallery, Friderike explained her process and her artistic expression regarding the suffering of refugees. She travels often to her former home and she is well aware of how Germany’s population has swelled from the influx of refugees and how much the system struggles to accommodate them. By comparison, the United States has taken in a mere fraction of people hoping for a better life.

"Confusion"

“Confusion”

Although Friderike once tried her hand at painting, she confesses that it is easier and more productive for her to use the computer to create painterly effects. Her photomontages begin with a landscape that may be from a number of European or Middle Eastern countries, or even from Sauvie Island, just north of Portland. Then she superimposes photos of refugees, mostly Muslims, as well as various structures or shelters that she has photographed in Europe and elsewhere. To add a mottled effect, she then superimposed photos she had taken at an abandoned steel mill, where the remaining pieces of metal had been tarnished and discolored by exposure to the elements. Finally, she applied color, usually vivid colors that helped express the desperation of people in transit.

Some of the photos had added elements of symbolism, such as “Seeking Shelter,” which

"Seeking Shelter"

“Seeking Shelter”

has Christian statuary and symbols scattered throughout. It was meant as an ironic statement, she said, recalling the Christian tenets of kindness, generosity and protection of the weak.

She prints her photomontages on German etching paper, rather than photographic paper. That is meant to lend more credence to the idea that these works of art are paintings.

Each of the large prints sells for $400 and Friderike will donate all proceeds to Mercy Corps for their continued work on behalf of refugees. Friderike’s art will be on display until March 3, 9 am to 4 pm Monday through Friday, and 9 am to 5 pm every Saturday.

When the FlyLady Tried to Squash Me

Fly Lady

FlyLady

Our current Age of Misinformation is distressing to anyone who values the truth. It seems now that if you dare stand up to our president-elect and his version of the truth, you risk having your reputation buried in a mudslide of lies and recrimination. I know this insidious treatment first hand, not from Trump, but from someone who calls herself the FlyLady.

In 2006 I got an assignment from Fortune Small Business Magazine to write about a woman in North Carolina who, using FlyLady as her title, dispenses advice on tidy housekeeping. Her name has nothing to do with her housekeeping (I hope), but was the handle she chose when she first started contributing comments to a housekeeping website.  Next to clutter busting, her favorite activity

Marla Cilley, FlyLady

Marla Cilley, FlyLady

was fly fishing. Hence, the name.

She merited a magazine story because she had built a small empire from the books she had written (one on clutter, one on weight loss) and from sales of the housekeeping implements she featured on her own FlyLady.net website. The editor was interested in how she had built up a following of nearly half a million subscribers, who were also customers for her products.

I actually traveled to Brevard, N.C., to interview her and to tour her warehouse. Then I wrote what I thought was a pretty good story. Not only was it well written, but it was quite complimentary of her ability to build a thriving business after attracting what had grown to be a huge army of faithful followers. She had done that through very personal methods, such as sending individual emails to people who needed daily reminders to tidy up.

I thought she’d be pleased with the story and especially with the national exposure in a respectable business magazine. But to my horror, I soon learned that she had turned all her minions against me because she objected to the headline (which I had not written): “Nagging for Dollars.” In mass emails to her subscribers, she whined that I had libeled her with a word she found insulting: nag.

I don’t know if she ever actually ordered her army of messy housewives to tarnish my name. I suspect it was more like what King Henry II said about Thomas Becket, the Archbishop of Canterbury: “Who will rid me of this troublesome priest?” I’m sure Henry never meant for one of his loyalists to murder Becket. But anyway . . .

The magazine’s website was flooded with critical comments related to my article. One woman railed, “This is the worst example of journalism I have ever read!” Another called my efforts “yellow journalism.” Any reader who might have wanted to comment on the story itself was lost in a sea of vitriol churned out by angry housewives who all fumed about my utter incompetence.

As it turned out, FlyLady’s followers had no impact on my writing career. But now when I see what some people will do to prove their loyalty to a president-elect or cult leader, even if it means trashing the reputation of an innocent person, I just think, “Been there . . . a decade ago with the FlyLady!”

 

The Turkey Report

Happy Thanksgiving!

Happy Thanksgiving!

Today is Thanksgiving but my report is not about turkey, the gigantic roasted poultry that will weigh down most American dinner tables today. Responding to popular demand (well, two people—both of them related to me), I am today introducing what I hope will become a regular posting on my blog, an update on the situation in the country of Turkey.

This Middle Eastern nation has been a focus of my life since I was a child. When I was about 12 years old, I found a book at the public library, and for reasons I don’t quite understand I felt compelled to read it. It was “Portrait of a Turkish Family,” by Irfan Orga. Published in 1950, it was the author’s memoir of a time of radical change, when the old order of the Ottoman Empire was collapsing to make way for the bold new Republic of Turkey.portraitturkfamily

My growing fascination with Turkey further compelled me to study Turkish throughout college, to get a master’s degree in Near Eastern Languages & Civilizations from the University of Chicago, to live in Istanbul for more than a year, and subsequently to visit my “home away from home” on numerous occasions. In fact, I celebrated Thanksgiving Day, 2015, in Istanbul.

img_2142Turkey is once again undergoing profound changes that not only affect its citizens, but also people like me, who fear that enjoyable sojourns in that beautiful and fascinating country are no longer possible. On Thanksgiving Day, 2016, I’m thankful for the many extraordinary experiences I once enjoyed in Turkey, yet I’m in mourning because I fear that such carefree adventures are no longer possible for Americans—at least, not until the political situation changes.

Unfortunately, Americans are one of several scapegoats used by Turkey’s president, Recep Tayyip Erdoğan, to distract the citizens of Turkey from the disasters he himself creates. The economy is on the brink of collapse, tourism is practically nonexistent, the free press has disappeared as the government has taken control of all media, the parliamentary system is a sham as legislators are indiscriminately arrested, and the social order has collapsed as people live in fear and paranoia while thousands of their friends and neighbors are fired from their jobs or thrown in jail.erdogan

To add insult to injury, the Turkish Parliament came up with a plan to make room in Turkey’s overcrowded jails for the thousands of “traitors” still being regularly arrested long since the July 15 coup attempt, by offering a general amnesty to all child rapists currently incarcerated. Just to show that these rapists were not getting a “get out of jail free” card, the lawmakers stipulated that the rapists would be required to protect the honor of their child victims by marrying them! After uproar inside and outside the country, Erdoğan nixed the plan. He has a better idea: reinstate the death penalty. Then he can simply kill all the “traitors.”

Erdoğan came to power 11 years ago and enjoyed several years of success as he restored the country’s economy and stability. Turkey was undeniably a stronghold of democracy in the turbulent Middle East. However, a statement Erdoğan made at the time proved prescient. “Democracy is like a train: when you reach your destination you get off.”img_1865

Erdoğan has reached his destination, supreme power, and the train of democracy is left rusting on the tracks. However, because nearly all the media in Turkey is controlled by Erdoğan’s government, the population receives the news only that Erdoğan is a defender of democracy and that the perpetrators of the attempted coup [often claimed by the government to be the CIA or Americans in general] were intent on destroying that blessed democracy. He even fed that line recently to 60 Minutes’ Steve Kroft, without a challenge.

Recently some Turkish friends were discussing with me the likely fate of Erdoğan. He would fail, they surmised, only if the economy failed. Currently, the economy is being propped up by the government’s confiscation of assets of the people Erdoğan is having arrested and the businesses and organizations that he is shuttering.

It’s a house of cards, for sure. Won’t the people of Turkey–after being fed the pablum of fake, pro-government news–be surprised when Erdoğan’s leaky ship of state sinks? I already know one thing for sure: When that time comes he will blame everyone but himself.